I slug midgets who watch Dateline.
Fuck broadcast news,
my words live forever in the ink on the page.
And as I sink to malaise, I never once forget the wink of a maid.
Returning nervous gesticulations with incrimination as I shrink to the stage.
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I'm just swinging swords strictly based on keyboards, unbalanced like elephants and ants on seesaws.
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